Most weeks nowadays, there's a vampire film from some corner of the globe. This week, there are two, one of a certain merit from the States (Cirque du Freak), the other an execrable British film.

Said to have been made for £45, Marc Price's Colin is a confused, unoriginal and unimaginative hand-held account of a contaminated young man staggering around a London populated by flesh-eating zombies and death squads trying to wipe them out. The opening sequence, which for some reason is tagged on to the end, evokes George A Romero's horror movies by way of a TV newscaster referring to a plague of zombies in Pennsylvania.